Meurtrier Peinedemort


Original Player Character    Meurtrier Peinedemort    from FINAL FANTASY XIV. Established January 2025.



carrd by ©rcsea

  O N E .  
Writer and muse must be 18+ to rp.
  T W O .  
In-game rp preferred. Communication through discord is preferred to discuss plans.
  T H R E E .  
Prefer SFW interactions over ERP. If you just want a one-night stand with this man, be open to being humiliated. He might not even put his dick inside you.
  F O U R .  
No NSFW Lalafells. SFW only.
  F I V E .  
Consent is important (and sexy). No means no. Otherwise, I will ask a former shrine maiden to cast testicular torsion or womb damaging curses upon you.

  S I X .  
Despite Meurtrier's nature and lore, I am not comfortable with dark themes or anything involving excessive gore/torture/rape/dubcon.
  S E V E N .  
IC ≠ OOC. Meurtrier is his own character and does not necessarily share the same sentiments as I do.
  E I G H T .  
Do not interact if you're a bigot or just an asshole.
  N I N E .  
If I'm not comfortable with something, I will talk it out with you. Failure to comply will result in me dipping. Please respect my boundaries. This also includes stalking me in-game. Do not do that.
  T E N .  
I highly prioritize real life over roleplay, so if anything ever comes up, I will do my best to communicate and expect you to do the same. I appreciate your understanding.

Basics.

  NAME    Meurtrier Peinedemort (yes, it means murderer death penalty in French)  NICKNAMES    Murderer/Murdy/Morty/Mootmoot/パンさん (Pan-san - Mr. Bread) *due to some Hingans mispronouncing his last name  AGE    35+  DATE OF BIRTH    6th Sun of the 3rd Umbral Moon (6/6)  GENDER & PRONOUNS    cis male, he/him  ORIENTATION    demisexual / panromantic  RACE    elezen  NATIONALITY    ishgardian

Physical.

  HEIGHT    6’9” / 206cm  WEIGHT    190 lbs. / 86kg  HAIR    black (but greying)  EYES    red  SCARS    many battle scars on his chest and back, one under his right eye  FASHION    often wearing a black straw capehat along with black clothing, very rarely wears anything of any other color aside from red hues, sometimes with slim framed glasses, other times with pince-nez shades

Personal.

  LIKES   
alchemy , dogs , herbs , hunting , music , performing arts , reading , seafood , spicy dishes , tormenting people
  DISLIKES   
gossip , innocent people being accused of crime they did not commit , messy environments , people with "poisoned" souls , wasted time
  MBTI    INFJ  PERSONALITY TRAITS    blunt , eccentric , encouraging (in his own weird way) , intimidating , stoic , too intuitive for his own good -- this image is ruined if you catch him cooing and spoiling his pet chihuahua

Background.

  PARENTS   
none. he is an orphan.
  FAMILIAR    a voidsent companion named Felicity who journeys with him on his reaping ventures  PETS    a black/white chihuahua that he just calls Chouchou  OCCUPATION    alchemist / botanist / reaper  HOMELAND    ishgard  CURRENT RESIDENCE    gridania  LANGUAGES    eorzean, old elezen, conversational Hingan

Other.

  NEURODIVERGENCES & DISORDERS    autism/ADHD  PHYSICAL DISABILITIES & CHRONIC ILLNESSES    mild lung disease as he used to be a smoker , coughing fits  POWERS / ABILITIES   - Reaper — attuned to the void- Soulseer — looking past shapes, sizes, attitudes, and behavior to see the real individual that lies under the surface

"Sometimes you have to stand alone to prove that you can still stand." One of the many survivors of villages being burned down by Nidhogg, Meurtrier grew up in an Ishgardian orphanage. He was merely a quiet boy, often deemed strange for isolating himself from the other children to read books on alchemy and botany. Few children have even called him creepy due to the many instances he would call out an older kid on their true intentions of bullying someone or telling an orphanage nanny that they have a "dark soul".
The daily activities of listening to the teachings of the Church and reciting psalms somehow unnerved him to the point he would sneak out of the orphanage to scour for some herbs.
He later grew up and trained within the Temple Knights, his prowess in archery moving him up in the ranks until an incident with an uncouth Churchgoer caused him to be demoted. He was soon transferred to working in the gaols, assigned as an executioner specifically for heretics.
"All these departed souls... May they rest in peace." The many lives he has taken with his greatsword has desensitized him to death, aside from a few exceptions that include innocents who were accused of being heretics. Opening his mouth about the matter towards an official of the Church resulted in him being suspended from duty to the point of being imprisoned from mass murdering Church officials. He was due to receive the death penalty until the truth behind the Holy See's history was revealed. He was then assigned to community service within the Firmament, where he spent days reaping and chopping plants in the Diadem to help with the Reconstruction.

Verses.

  Post-Dragonsong War     Post-Heavensward. 
After completing his community service, Meurtrier left the Holy See behind to roam aimlessly, whether it was for a new life or adventure, he did not care. He soon found himself within the Black Shroud, being marveled by its many species of flora. He is currently taking residence in an abandoned hut within Gridania. Performances at Mih Khetto's Amphitheatre have also made him an appreciator of music and performing arts.
  Othard ventures    Stormblood. 
Wanderlust for new herbs has brought him to the Far East, where he has a developed a new liking to seafood dishes. He has taken a liking to spearfishing within the Ruby Sea as well as studying fields of rice and other Far Eastern grains. He also has a keen interest in listening to Hingans performing rakugo (story-telling).
  Ilsabard ventures    Endwalker. 
Unable to bear the scorching heat within Thavnair, Meurtrier passed out from heat stroke and was later cared for by one of the alchemists within Radz-at-Han. He studied new herbs within the region while recovering, as well as training his tolerance to the spiciest of cuisines. He later ventured within Garlemald's coldest mountains, stumbling upon an unconscious hermit and nursing him to health. The hermit begrudgingly thanked him by training him in the arts of the reaper due to his intuitive nature and soul seeing ability.